Big_Yellow

Heaven, hell, and the world themselves have forgotten a prominent figure that once stood at the pinnacle. Alas, the said figure himself forgot who he was.

Lyon is a young man who lived a leisurely life on earth. Not much was said except that he enjoyed such a life. However, one fateful night sent him to the world where killing is not a sin, alchemy is a thing, and magic cultivation is not imaginary.

Immediately after being sent to this world. He is met with a beautiful woman who rumbled the earth and cracked the very firmament under the mortals' eyes. Selena is her name. She claimed to be his wife, the first one of three.

However, their meetings didn't last long due to circumstances that he has yet understood. With one wedding ring on his finger that contained half of his past power, he sets forth to find Cecile, the woman whom Selena said is a queen in Blue Continent, the other wife that he adored then.

But, he lacked focus at times, and combined with his whimsical nature, he often finds himself, in unusual situations. His smirk and lazy demeanor brought nothing but trouble for himself and the others around him. His relentless nature of stealing, his rebellious adolescence year, and the capability to smile by the teeth of a gnawing dragon brought his charm to a height that fairies once forget. Though his perverted nature often gets them to scurry away almost immediately, those that stayed long enough to know him better, know the redeeming qualities of Lyon Torga as a whole.

Regardless! His arrival in this world has rotated an old cog of fate that those old monsters and old kings in the ages of the ancients, would have never guessed to be working again.

Emperor's Reckoning

The winged female looked at the old man and the two servants before with a casual swing of her arm, a wave was formed. The old man held the two servants before the rising wave guided them back to where they came from.


She turned around before a shout opened her eyes wide, "Well, missy, ready for round two?"


Lyon casually swung his arm before a clashing force of the wave made a splash and drenched the three people on board. He let go of the flag and let it fluttered before it gracefully landed on the boat, "Keep a hold to that, we are going to make a visit... very soon."


The two servants nodded before they guard it with their lives.


Lyon crossed his arm before the winged female was already in front of him with her claws aiming for his throat. He smirked before he took a step back and avoid the fatal blow. Knowing that she would strike right after he showed a tiny speck of opening, he was ready for the next movement.


Honor of a Cultivator